"You fucking kidding me?!" what was wrong with him. The door was left ajar He looked mad than usual. his hair disheveled and some fell on the left side of his face as he fumed in anger. I felt alarmed and started moving back till I hit the headboard. "Lying to everyone so you seem cool?" his eyes were a different shade of green I'd never seen before.
How did he know I was here. I should have jusy left the party. Staying back to sulk was not a great idea.
"Yo bro. This is not what you want. chill." I turned my head to the voice and found Saint standing there holding the door knob. Part of me was glad he was there. But really, would he help if I needed it? He hadn't been any different from his friend.
"What did I do?" fretting I asked. Maybe if he told me what I'd done wrong I could apologize. This was all very new to me. In my life, I had never had someone look at me with so much disgust and anger. Tears welled up in my eyes ready to fall any moment. Damien came to stand at the edge of the bed not taking his eyes off me. The pleading look on my face did nothing to sway him. I couldn't think of anything genuinely wrong I had done to him. "Your list of offenses is very, very long. I'll list them alongside your punishment. Now get up! " He boldly declared looking like he'd stated the obvious and I was just being dumb.
what did I do? Did I really have a list of offenses? This wasn't true. I hadn't done anything wrong. Hardly would Lue talk about him. He barely came up in our conversation. It didn't take long for me to realize Damien was just being cruel. Going back to his psychotic ways. I heard teen boys liked to torture and harass young girls who to them seemed defenseless for fun and I was going to be a victim. I sat imagining all the possible things that could happen. I had to reason with him. "Damien, I don't know what you mean, but we can talk about this, "I murmured trying to coax him. Even calm him if that was possible. But he picked a drinking glass by the vanity mirror and crashed it on the floor. The shuttering noises didn't scare me, rather how violently things were escalating. "Saint help me." this came out more of a whimper. "Sorry A, can't." he looked me dead in the eyes as he said it. What did he mean he couldn't. He even cut my name short and called me 'A'. Thoughts went wild in my head. I obviously couldn't fight my way out.
"We can talk about this. Be civil. If it's about your girlfriend, I'm sorry." I said reassuringly. Surely there was no bad blood between us? Nova wasn't this smart. They both laughed like I had just finished my round of stand up comedy. If not for my predicament, I would acknowledge Damien's face when laughing wasn't half bad.
"you think I give a fuck about that hoe?" his voice roared but the music outside was louder.
"Saint fucking help me!"
"Naa, I'm just gonna sit over there and let you two finish." And just like that he went ahead and sat on the chair in front of the vanity mirror. I made another feeble attempt to call for help but my voice came out as a little squeak. "Asia you're being dramatic."
"Clearly not enough for you to stop!" I yelled back at him. "Lue is probably looking for me right now."
"Funny you think she cares." Damien sounded so sure. But maybe she was. Then again I took my bag she probably thought I was gone.
"They can't hear you." I still had to try.
"Lue, Avery I'm here!"
"People are gonna think we're fucking so hard you're screaming."
Damien's words shattered me. It killed me to know people would have such thoughts when I was in an hour of need.
"what do you want then?" I felt defeated. He should get on with it then. "You. You, to fucking listen to me."
"You, to not disobey me." with every sentence he finished, he took a step closer. "You, to keep sleazy hands off you. Especially stupid Nate."
"And You, to know your place act as it."
Me! He had all these concerns about me? But why did he have to go about it acting like a stupid jealous boyfriend? The only plausible answer was Damien liked me.
"You like me huh?" "You fucking like me!" I sighed in relief knowing I still could salvage the situation. "You could have asked me out like a normal human." I moved forward and talked in the most flirtatious voice I could master.
"And give you the idea that there is slightly a possible chance you can say no to me? and watch you parade yourself in front of all those horny filthy guys? " "Nah, I don't think so Asia!" he spat out those words with so much disgust.
Was I that horrible to him?
"You have a girlfriend."of course I didn't say that because I cared about Nova or their relationship.
"don't get it twisted, I could never like someone like you." his words pierced me deeper. "You can call this claiming what's mine." he smirked afterward.
"You're crazy" I retorted.
"Not a first." At least I wasn't being paranoid and someone else thought he was crazy.
"You seem angry, mad...rude. I'm guessing you're going to be impulsive. I admire sadism but yours is heartbreaking."
I tried to to get in his head. Work his conscience, but he just smiled at everything I said. Did he sell his soul to the devil?
"And your friend is crazy too." Saint just stuck two fingers out and whispered, "Noted."
I looked back at Damien and his face hadn't changed. Still stern and cold.
"Strip."
"What?" I snapped not believing what I clearly just heard.
"I'm not gonna say it again. You asked what I wanted and I want you to strip" He was serious. He wanted me to take off my clothes with him and his friend watching.
"If you really want to see me naked, you're gonna have to do it yourself! " I felt spiteful and shouted at him.
"I wouldn't dare. A little motivation is just what you need." Immediately he said that, saint got up and walked over to us. "Sure bruh." Saint brought his phone up in my face and beckoned me to take a look. "Hun take a look." I inched closer to the screen and my jaw dropped. I looked up at Saint in disbelief, he had a light smirk on his face and I finally understood I was all alone there. No one was going to save me. How could they have done that? I felt violated and exposed. I wasn't even going to try anymore. the tears fell and I let them. The small sobs escaping my mouth didn't really express the inward screams in my head.
"no! no! this is not me! How?" My dad! I kept thinking how my poor dad would take this. Martha and Arthur. They would all get dragged into my mess. "There's more." He swiped the screen and pictures of me naked in the showers of the school bathroom flashed me. "Saint you're not like this." I held unto his arm hoping by some miracle he would see how sick this was. I had better chances with him. We'd talk before, like friends. He advised me. Sure he couldn't be immune to my pleas?
"I know this might be some bet with friends or something. I won't say a thing. We can forget about it." I shook my head frantically trying to convince them. I was going to keep my word and not tell anyone. The public wouldn't care I was clearly violated. They'd rain shameful insults on me and the media would have another high society elite to paint the 'attention seeking brat.'
"It's not really my decision." He simply said and went back to his seat.
Damien? Yes he was clearly behind this. "Damien. I'm sorry. You know we don't have to get into all this. I actually do like you. We could have our own little party just you and me."
"As tempting as that is, I hate liars. I don't think you want Saint to send your little films out." He threatened again, And I knew he wasn't bluffing.
"I'm gonna hate you for this." I hissed at him but he seemed nonchalant.
"Strip."
I took of my shirt and slowly unhooked my Brazier. I just thought, if I seemed reluctant enough he'd change his mind. I brought my hands to cover my breast and then let the bra fall. "Take your hands off. Come closer." I found myself heeding to his every word without protest. His eyes kept glued to my bosom. He wasn't looking scary as before.
"These, I've wanted to touch them, taste them. For as long as I can remember" without warning he latched unto my left breast licking every part and then sucking on the nipple. I gasped in shock feeling shame and something else I couldn't point out. He did the same to my right breast and fondled them with his hands. They were nothing like I was expecting, rather soft. I pressed my mouth into a thin line and tried to suppress the moan trying to escape. Whatever Damien was doing felt so good and I felt too ashamed to accept that. I arched my back and pushed him, but he didn't budge. he stuck to me like glue and and I couldn't keep mute anymore.
My moans came out as screams and I was so embarrassed. I heard Saint laughing over in his chair. His eyes were on his phone so I wasn't quite sure if he was laughing at me. "Good girl." Damien praised, it didn't feel good though.
"That good?" Saint questioned which Damien cut him off quickly. "fuck off."
"Whatever man." Saint giggled raising his hands in surrender. The breeze of cold air made my nipples hard as his mouth left my breast. He moved to my neck sucking and kissing.
"Damien please stop" my pleas meant nothing to him.
"already begging?" "beg more" The sucking turned into biting and I Knew he was leaving hickeys. They didn't hurt but I could still get in trouble if anyone saw. "Damien please."
He started to choke me and I felt the air in my lungs leave. I tried to get his hands off but only ended up scratching him. "say you're going to be my good little whore and not tell anyone." I shook my head in response as a no and he tightened his grip on me. I couldn't say that. It was too degrading.
"Say it" his left hand gripped my hair pulling it as he choked me. The pain that came with it surprised me. Without hesitation I said what he wanted to hear.
"I'll be your good little hore and not tell anyone." he gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and let me go. I dropped to the bed and tried to sturdy my breathing. "Good. You see how simple that was." he stood in front of me smiling like the maniac he was. "Bathroom is there. Clean yourself up and put on that T-shirt." "I need to take care of something. I'll be back."
"I wanna go home."
"You'll Go home when I say so." he came right in my face gnawing his jaw at me. And his face got hard as always. The mix of emotions going through me wasn't something I thought I could deal with there. But I didn't argue with him. I took in a deep breath and and got of the bed. I watch Damien and Saint walk out and I didn't know if I could run.
I went in the bathroom splashed water in my face. I was going to leave I couldn't stay another minute. The deed is done why do I still needed to stay there. I learnt that night 'what Damien wants, damien gets'. And I could never win against him. I turned the knob but it wouldn't open. Tried the bottoms but nothing. that mother fucker locked me in. I went back to the bathroom. Took a warm shower. Lewd thought of me and Damien took over my mind. It was wrong I should be angry but part of me knew the truth. After the shower I put on the Tshirt and slid into Damien's bed. I was tired from crying and hurting so much. I wished Martha was there she would know exactly what to say. I sobbed thinking how my new life sucked. Lue and Avery still hadn't come looking for me. The loud music stopped and I heard feet shuffling sounds. Was the party over? Had the girls still not notice I was missing? And Nate. He trusted me to be with him. He is such a good person. I got out of bed to see what was happening but I heard foot steps fast approaching with a voice that sounded way too familiar. It sounded like Damien angry on the phone with someone. I knew I didn't want to be that someone. I hurriedly jumped to the bed and pretended to sleep. I got a little frightened by the opening of the door. My back stiffened. All I could think of was, he was staring and was definitely going to do something to scare me.
"Yo bro. It's done. She ok.?" it was that stupid bastard Saint. What was he still doing here? Probably hanging around for part two. "She'll be." how dare he say that? how could they not know I was not okay? What did I expect from Damien? I didn't want them knowing I was awake. Why would I be okay? no one would be okay.
"Are you ok?" Saint asked Damien. Damien was more than fine. I heard him give out a very low sigh. what could he be sighing about?
"I'm gonna go. You look like shit get some sleep." Saint was leaving?
"alright. see you tomorrow." The door closed and I could here Damien getting closer to the bed.
"Are you hungry?" can't he take a hint? I'm sleeping. Also, I didn't want anything from him. It could be poisoned. "Asia I'm not playing around with you." what gave it away? I would be glad for food on the normal but, naa I couldn't possibly eat. I wasn't hungry either. "No." I gave the short reply not even turning to him. I laid still hoping sleep would come to me.
"Could you stop acting like a kid." I couldn'believe he had said that. Anger surged up in me. I felt my hands shake. "Stop acting like a kid?!! You held me captive, Threatened me, Sexually abused me and threatened me more. All while your friend watch! And you think me not wanting your food is acting childish?! And the worst part of it is I might have liked it. No one in their right mind would want to stay another second with you!"
I knew I was shouting from how Damien stared. He looked like he could kill. I was so aware I thought of jumping of the bed. I couldn't bring myself to stop. It was all pent up in me, I just needed to let it out.
"Let's get this straight. This is the last time you'll yell at me. Don't ever raise your voice at me even when we're alone. Don't talk back to me. Do you understand?" I couldn't do anything except stare in his eyes. I nodded frantically scared of what he might do. "Now do you want anything to eat?" "No. I'm really ok." "Get back to bed." I laid on my side trying not to cry. He took of his shirt leaving his trouser and got in bed with me. He laid facing me and I just couldn't understand why he would still want me in his bed. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. I closed my eyes and shook my head and refused to think Damien was good. "Why am I here?" I still couldn't wrap my head around it. And he clearly said he could never like someone like me. It hurt so much. Was I that despicable? "because I need you here." I stared at his face and I didn't want to look anywhere else. He stayed still. From his arched brows down to his singled lashes, those green eyes, I could speak forever of. The light gentle breaths from his nostril. I wanted to put my fingers there, I knew his breaths were hot, but how hot? And I only realised seconds later I was examining his face when he blinked. I quickly asked a question to cover up. "Did everyone already leave?" " Even Lue and Avery? I was supposed to meet Nate."
"Don't fucking get me mad! If you don't want me breaking his bones, stay away from him."
"But he's your friend. Why are you so cruel?" I turned to the other side deciding it is pointless to talk to Damien. I felt him pull my body to him. He wrapped his hands around my waist and nuzzled his nose in my neck. My body went stiff. What was happening? did I need to run?
"Please sleep Asia. Stop thinking too much."